Hunting High School

On the one hand, the outing of the Arcane Festival is a tradition derived from customs, and on the other hand, it is also a transformation of traditional magic by modern magic in a certain sense. It is a manifestation of wizards' longing for beauty.

In Xiao Xiao's words, this is a change of scenery, a change of mood.

All this stems from the fact that traditional wizards always like to hide themselves.

For example, the name should be hidden, and false names are rampant everywhere; the address should be hidden, so that no one can know it; wait.

Similar search behavior was born in the difficult ancient times of shamanism, and it is not completely undesirable. In an era when the number of wizards was sparse and communication was poor, this act of hiding oneself could not only ensure their own safety, but also allow wizards to keep their minds as undivided as possible in the pursuit of truth.

However, this unusually conservative habit has also resulted in the cold and lonely attitude of the wizards, allowing them to keep a certain distance from any new things and any strange state.

With the rise of modern magic, this ancient habit of wizards has gradually been improved, but there is no doubt that any amendment to tradition is not an overnight thing. Wizards like to hide their own traits, and it's still not uncommon even today.

Just like the situation Zheng Qing is facing now.

He was 'gathering' firewood in the grove, but unexpectedly there was a strange wizard hidden among the branches above his head, who suddenly warned him:

"Yo yo, this is not acceptable."

Zheng Qing raised his head and saw a strange wizard sitting between the branches of a tree not far above his head. He has curly brown hair and is wearing a senior black intern Magical Robe. He sits astride the horizontal branch, his legs hang down from both sides of the branch, swinging lazily from side to side, not afraid of the shoes on his feet fall down.

This should be the member of the fourth-year guard team that Downton mentioned, the young public finance student secretly speculated, and the rune gun in his hand was slightly loose.

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Before the spring outing, Downton once told everyone that every year when the junior students go out, the school will arrange the senior students to act as guards to ensure everyone's safety. But according to Zhang Jixin's speculation, this kind of guard is more like a restriction, to ensure that everyone is doing the right thing in the right position, so as to prevent some bold guys from sneaking into the depths of the Silent Forest while leaving the school, and eventually lose killed.

"Are you going to use spells to collect firewood?" The old student sitting on the tree didn't care about the small movements of the students under his feet. He turned his face, looked at Zheng Qing, and shook his right index finger: "This is not possible, this No way."

"Oh, that's right." Zheng Qing put away the book and the talisman gun with a smile, pretending to scratch his head in embarrassment: "I almost forgot, today is the Arcane Festival... I'm used to it, I'm used to it. I'm so sorry."

"Tch." The old man chuckled lightly: "It's useless to tell me this kind of thing... If you really used some kind of magic just now, it's your own bad luck in the end, and it has nothing to do with me. I'm just sitting here, According to the tradition, I will give you a reminder."

Zheng Qing looked at the old man on the tree in surprise.

His rationality told him that this old man was scaring himself, because there was never any real thing to warn him that using magic on the Templar Festival would be bad luck. But his intuition told him that it was more reliable to listen to advice. After all, this is a world of wizards, where logic and reason are far less powerful than magic.

Xu Shi saw the young wizard's suspicious expression, and the old man on the tree nodded contentedly.

"I'll give you two pieces of advice, and one more suggestion." The old man straightened his back, with an expression that you've made a lot of money, then he raised his head and glanced at the scattered young leaves and sparse branches among the branches, and said very briefly :

"Don't cut down the trees in the silent forest at will, you will be cursed by the forest."

"Don't use spells on Arachnid, you will be cursed by history."

"There is another suggestion... If you want to pick up some firewood for cooking, you can go a little farther along the edge of the forest. There are still some branches and leaves of dead trees in the depths of the returning soul poplar forest. From this point of view, everyone Nature has shown us plenty of goodwill."

Zheng Qing nodded again and again, but at the same time raised his own doubts.

"These trees look so lush, how do I know which ones are dead?" Zheng Qing raised his hand and touched the slippery moss on the old tree next to him, muttering.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vibrant scene, sprouting vines and slippery moss crawling on the tree trunks, and the trees in the forest will not show pale colors even if they die.

"A tree covered with other plants is a dead tree." Lao Sheng raised his hand feebly and pointed to a big tree that seemed to be full of life not far away, and said, "There are not so many compromises and coexistence in the forest. Just like the returning tree Soul Yang, the trunk is covered with vines of vines of immortality, this tree has either been strangled to death, or is about to be strangled to death."

Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, took out a small notebook, and wrote it down solemnly.

Before leaving, he finally couldn't help it, and looked up at the old student again: "Is that true?...I mean, it's true that using magic on the Arcane Festival will bring bad luck?"

The old student sneered again and again, and glanced at the robe on Zheng Qing's body: "The last kid who questioned this matter failed half of the subjects in the final exam. If you don't believe me, you can try."

Of course Zheng Qing was unwilling to bear such a huge pressure for a trivial matter, and ran away resolutely.

Less than five minutes after the figure of the young public fee student disappeared into the woods, another black figure flashed in front of the old student sitting between the branches, with a fresh wooden sword under his feet.

Standing in emptiness, floating like a fairy walking with a sword.

"Pay attention to the influence!" The old student sitting on the branch of the tree said angrily without raising his head, "There are dozens of first-year juniors a hundred meters away... If you don't want them to find out that you are on the Devil's Day Use magic, don't be so Zhang Yang!"

"Ah, ah, I'm not blind." The black robe standing on the wooden sword waved his hands, making a concave shape: "Look, how about the Flying Sword that was just cut with the twigs of the returning soul poplar? Is there any?" Feeling like a sword fairy?"

The old man sitting on the tree branch raised his head, and looked at his partner with vain eyes: "Immortal is not bad at all, but it is full of cheapness."

"Tsk, why are you so speechless!" The black robe on the wooden sword was depressed for a moment, then suddenly cheered up again: "By the way, how many lied to you today? Has anyone been scared to pee?"

"What is cheating?!" The old man was not happy: "I am advising you in good faith! You cannot use magic on the Temptation of Magic, this is a tradition passed down from generation to generation in the wizarding world... How can it be a lie to persuade juniors and girls to abide by the tradition? Is it? At best, it’s just a little white lie.”